As you might already know, I am a doctor. I've had my own practice for the past few years. Ten years to be exact. I like my job. I like doing things to make peoples' lives better. I'd do my job for free if I had to.

A few weeks ago I had a special patient. His name is Jason. Though, I probably shouldn't tell you his name. He is the star player on the college baseball team. Jason is a well built young stud. Every time I give him a check up, I think about him when I masturbate. Sometimes I actually have to masturbate after I give him a check up. He is that hot!

I'm kind of ashamed to say this, but this happened last week. I think you will enjoy this as much as I did.

Jason had a strange accident on the ball field. A ball bounced off of the ground and hit him in the testicles. He said he forgot to wear his cup. He called in his injury a few weeks ago. Jason said he wanted me to look at his testicles to make sure they were okay. I almost told him that I couldn't take care of him. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to control myself, and I was right.

“How are you today Dr. Jones?” Jason said as he walked into the room.

“I'm doing okay.” I said motioning him to sit on the table.

“I'm not doing so good.” Jason said laughing.

“I hear. Tell me what happened?” I said looking him over.

“I was at baseball practice and a ball hit me in the nuts.” Jason said looking up at me.

“Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I should have said testicles.” He said while laughing.

“That must have hurt.” I said.

“It sure did. I wasn't even wearing a cup.” He said cringing.

“I'm going to need you to take off your pants and under clothes.” I said nervously.

I felt like I was going to go nuts. I couldn't take the idea that this young jock was about to take off his clothes.

“Are you sure I have to take off my pants?” Jason said while squirming.

“I need to see your testicles to make sure they are okay.” I said.

I wanted to tell him he didn't need to show them to me. I wanted to just have him tell me what they looked like, but I knew I couldn't do that. If something bad happened to him, he would sue me for everything I have.

“I'm kind of shy Dr. Jones.” Jason said.

“I've seen hundreds of testicles.” I said.

“Don't you worry about a thing.” I tried to reassure him.

Truth be told, I had never seen the private parts of a man such as him. He had everything that a woman wanted in a man. A cute smile, deep voice, and muscles all over his body. It was like he came straight from a romance novel.

Jason pulled down his pants to reveal his white briefs. They looked new, like someone just bought them for him. I know he didn't buy them, because men never buy underwear.

“Should I sit or stand?” Jason asked as he pulled his underwear down.

I didn't know what to say. I was fixated on his long cock. It was longer than I ever thought it would be. That damn thing must have been at least six inches long. Six inches and it was limp!

“I'll need you to stand for me.” I said as I sat down in my chair.

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“Can I take your order?” The waiter said looking down at me.

“I'm not sure what I want to eat yet.” I said looking over the menu.

“Just let me know when you are ready.” He said as he walked away.

Everything looked so good. Everything looked so fattening too. I didn't know where to start. All I knew was, I was as hungry as a horse. I'm sure if they had a big enough plate of horse meat, I would have ate it.

I looked over and seen a menu board. On it was all of the specials of the day. The prices were right, but it didn't have anything that I wanted. It was mainly seafood and sandwiches. It looked like stuff people would order if they were planning to take the food home. I don't know why, but that is the impression that I got after reading all of it.

“Fuck, I'm hungry!” I said under my breathe as I looked over the menu.

Finally, I seen something that looked tasty. It was the two grilled chicken breast dinner. Wow, finally something that would settle my hungry stomach.

“Waiter, sir, I'm ready to order.” I said waving my hand in the air.

“What can I get for you?” He asked.

I could tell that he was trying to look down my shirt. He wasn't and old guy, but he wasn't a young one either. He looked like he might have been in his late 20's early 30's.

“I'll have the two grilled chicken breast dinner.” I said while my mouth watered.

“What two sides would you like with that?” He asked.

“What kind of vegetables do you have?” I asked looking over the menu.

“Today I have buttered corn and I also have green beans.” He said.

“I'll take both of those.” I said back to him.

“Would you like rolls or biscuits?” He asked while writing something in his tablet.

“I'll take rolls.” I said.

“I'm the only guy here tonight.” He said while scribbling in his note pad.

“If I don't get any more orders, yours will be up right away.” He said looking down at me.

“You mean you are the waiter and the cook?” I asked shocked.

“I'm the waiter, the cook, the dishwasher, the bus boy. You name it ma'm and I'm it.” He said while shaking his head.

“Wow, that is impressive.” I said surprised at his ability to do everything.

“At the end of the day, my feet remind me how impressive it is.” He said jokingly.

“Let me go make your food before I get any more orders.” He said while walking back to the kitchen.

It is hard to believe that he does all of this. There isn't a thing in this place he doesn't do. But, there weren't any customers in the place either. It looked like he was getting ready to close the place down. I could tell that over in the corner a family had ate there. There were crayon drawings all over the place mats.

I'd never eaten at this place before. The only reason why I stopped by was because it attracted my eye. Just something about the place, maybe it was the strange sign out on the side walk.

“I forgot to ask, what do you want to drink?” He said as he came out of the kitchen.

“Do you have iced tea?” I asked.

“We sure do. Would you like lemon with that?” He asked as he went back in the kitchen.

“No lemon, thank you.” I yelled back at him.

The man came out of the kitchen with a plate in one hand and the rolls in another hand.

“If I had just one more hand, I could bring out your drink at the same time.” He said while laughing.

He put the food down and right away my stomach was happy. I didn't even have to take a bite of it. Everything on the plate was steaming hot, especially the buttered corn.

“I'll get you your iced tea.” He said after putting the food down on the table.

I dug in right away. It was all I could do to keep myself eating too fast. The man put the glass of iced tea next to my plate.

“I'm going to shut the place down. But, don't feel like you have to hurry. I have a lot of stuff I have to do in the back. You have plenty of time to eat your food.” He said hurrying back.

The food was great. I couldn't believe how good it was. It made me wish I had discovered this place sooner. The portions were huge, at least twice what most places would give. The chicken breasts were so juicy, it was hard to believe. This guy could really cook!

“I'll have your bill out to you in a few minutes.” He said peeping over the counter.

“Take your time.” I said while finishing off my meal.

“Here you go ma'm. Would you like a slice of pie?” He asked as he handed me the check.

“No, I'm full.” I said looking down at the check.

The prices seemed good too. Less than eight dollars for the whole meal.

“I'll have your money ready in just a minute.” I yelled to him.

I looked and looked through my purse and couldn't find any money. Then, I found a five dollar bill. I couldn't understand where all my money had went. I had twenty dollars when I left the house today on my way to work. Then, it hit me, I spent fifteen dollars on gas today. The bill was almost eight dollars and all I have was five dollars.

“Sir, Sir.” I said as I looked around for him.

“I only have five dollars.” I said as he cut me off.

“Oh, that is a problem.” He said while putting down a rag he had been using to wash things with.

“Do you take credit cards?” I asked.

“No. We don't take checks either. We are a cash only business.” He said looking down at my purse.

“Oh, well I can go home and get more money.” I said closing up my purse.

“Ma'm, I can't allow that to happen. I will have to call the police and file a report.” He said shaking his head.

“Call the police? For under three dollars?” I asked shocked.

“Yes. I own this place and I am the only worker. If I let you not pay, then other people would try not to pay.” He said while wringing his hands.

“But, I promise I will go straight home and get you the money. I promise.” I begged.

“I can't. It is the principal ma'm. I let you do this and everyone will be doing this.” He said walking over to the phone.

“Wait, don't call the cops. Please.” I begged.

“I have no other choice.” He said while picking up the phone.

I ran over the the phone and I took it out of his hand.

“Maybe we can work out a deal for the three dollars?” I asked as I put the phone down.

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I was laying in my bed and feeling so comfy. I love just laying underneath the blankets and relaxing. Sometimes on winter days I will lay under the blankets for an hour or so and listen to the radio. You know how it is when it is cold outside. You don't even want to get out from under those warm comfy blankets.

“We have a problem,” Kelly said as she walked into my bedroom.

“What is it?” I asked, half asleep.

“Something is wrong with the toilet. It won't flush,” Kelly said as she sat on the side of my bed.

“Did you try pushing the lever?” I asked, still dazed.

“Do I look stupid?” Kelly asked.

“I don't know,” I said waking from my daze.

I could tell that Kelly was frustrated with me. I didn't know what else to do. I was still half asleep and wasn't sure what she was talking about. I rolled over and looked at the clock. I still should have been sleeping. It wasn't another hour before I should have woke up.

“What did you do in the toilet?” I asked.

“I went to the bathroom,” She replied.

“I know that. Did you pee or poop?” I asked.

“I only peed, but we need to have the toilet fixed.” Kelly said looking down at me.

I tossed and turned trying to wake myself up. I just couldn't shake the feeling that I didn't get enough sleep. I could have used a cup of coffee right about then. But, I wanted to go back to bed. I tried to think what we could do about the toilet. I'm not really good at such things. I couldn't fix the toilet if I had to. That's why I keep telling Kelly that one of us needs to get a boyfriend. That way we have someone around the house that can do stuff like that.

“I guess you could look through the phone book and find a plumber that can come over,” I said as I thought what we could do.

“Will you split the cost?” Kelly asked.

“Sure, just tell me how much it is and I will pay you,” I said as I pulled the blankets up near my head.

“Okay. I'll let you know after he tells me how much it costs.” Kelly said as she got up off of the bed.

I got comfortable again and closed my eyes. I really wanted to go back to sleep. I didn't have to be to work until about five hours, but I didn't want to go in and be all cranky and shit like that. You know how it is when you don't get enough sleep. If I go to work cranky, all the women there tell me that I need to get laid. We always say that to each other if one of us is acting cranky. I got really comfy, but I didn't feel like I was going to fall asleep. When I can't sleep, I usually count sheep. I know that is what people on television do, but it works for me. Sometimes I will count cute kitties jumping over the fence instead of sheep. That works too if I can't fall asleep.

“Sandra wake up!” Kelly said as she ran into my room.

“What? What's going on?” I asked as I jumped out of bed.

“The plumber is here and he is fucking cute!” Kelly said excited.

“You woke me up to tell me the plumber was cute?” I asked, kind of bitchy.

“Believe me, this is one guy you want to fuck,” Kelly said almost so excited that she was jumping up and down.

I got out of bed and I slowly walked to the bathroom. I didn't want the guy to know I was looking at him. At first all I could see was his big package as he laid down on the floor. I then got a good look at his face. This sure was one fucking hot guy! I knew what Kelly was up to, but I wasn't sure if I wanted in on it. Sometimes we have three ways with guys. She loves the look on their faces when they see us eating each other's pussies. I slowly walked back into my bedroom. I wasn't sure what to say to her. The first thing I noticed was, Kelly had taken off all of her clothes except her bra. That told me that she wanted to fuck that guy. I took one look at her nice pussy and I decided that sleep was something that I could do later on. I wanted in on this action.

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“Awwwwe fuck!” Kelly yelled as her car stalled.

This is the second time this week that her car stalled. She knew that she had to get it fixed, but she didn't have the money. The mechanic won't take payments and she doesn't have a credit card.

Kelly got out of the car and lifted the hood. For the life of her, she couldn't figure out what was wrong with the car. It wasn't smoking, it didn't make any funny sounds. There wasn't even a faint odor or anything that caught her eye.

“I don't know what the fuck I am going to do.” She said looking under the hood.

Kelly had just got off work from her office job. She was still wearing her work clothes. She was wearing a long brown dress, that was cut almost all the way up on the side.

She was also wearing a white silk dress shirt and a pearl necklace. She unbuttoned her shirt while she was looking under the hood. It was hotter than hell outside and even the smallest relief felt amazing.

Much to her surprise as Kelly walked back to her car, she seen a man walking up to her. In this day and age, a woman has to be careful. So, she politely said hello and started to get in her car.

“What is wrong with your car?” The man asked.

“I don't know.” Kelly said as she rolled down her window.

“How did it act before it broke down?” He asked leaning towards her through the window.

“It sputtered a little, but that was about it.” She said looking at him.

Even though she was afraid of the stranger, she needed someone to help her get back on the road. If nothing else this man could call a tow truck so she could get home. Anything would be better than setting on the side of the road.

“Are you sure that you didn't run out of gas?” He asked scratching his head.

“Yes, I just put five dollars in it before I left for work. Work is only five miles away from the gas station.” Kelly said as she looked at the gas gauge.

“I can take a look and see what I can find. You might have a leak in your gas tank or maybe something else is wrong.” He said walking around to the front of the car.

“I need you to pop the hood for me.” He said trying to open the hood.

“There is a latch right under the hood. Press that and the hood will come up.” Kelly said getting out of the car.

“This is an older car.” The man said as he looked under the hood.

“Yes, it is all that I can afford right now.” Kelly said.

“I am going to open up the choke in the carburetor. Go inside and start the car.” He said while unscrewing something.

Kelly got in and she started the car.

“Okay, hold on. Let me get some gas in your carburetor.” He said as he jerked on something.

“Now, try again.” He said.

Kelly did as he said and the car started right up. He continued to play around with the car and the motor accelerated really fast. It took her by surprise. He put down the hood and he came around.

“I think your choke is sticking. That is the only thing that I can think of. I messed around with it and it started up. If this happens again, go and…. Let me show you.” He said walking around to the front.

He took off the air filter and he showed her the choke.

“If it stops again, just put a stick or something in there to open it up when you start it. You should get this checked out by a mechanic. You can easily work on it if it breaks down, but it is a pain in the ass.” He said putting the hood back down.

Kelly was happy that nothing bad actually happened to her car. She knew she didn't have the money to fix it. It was all she could do to afford gas, let alone the high prices that mechanics charge.

“How much do I owe you?” Kelly asked the man.

“You don't owe me a thing. Matter of fact, if you want, I can fix this for you. It will cost you a few bucks for parts. I won't charge you anything to fix it.” He said as he wiped his hands on his pants.

This was music to her ears. She could afford the parts if they were cheap enough. But, she couldn't allow the guy not to take any kind of payments.

“I've got to pay you something, I can't let you do it for free.” She said getting her purse.

“Listen lady, I don't need your money. I would rather see you with a safe car then me having a few bucks. Save that money for parts.” He said watching her take money out of her purse.

“I'm not going to let you do the work for free. Can I work it off?” She asked.

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A friend of mine has been dating this card dealer that works at a casino in Las Vegas. This guy is a real card shark. Paul says that he used to play cards for a living. I believe it, because he knows his way around a deck of cards. I like to watch him shuffle the cards. He can shuffle them so fast, it is hard to focus on his hands.

I've got something to admit to you guys. I'm bisexual. Sarah, my friend asked if I would like to have sex with her and Paul. I told her that I would love to. She then told me that there was going to be two other women having sex with us. I couldn't believe what she was telling me. Two other women? That would mean there would be four women total and one guy. Paul was a very lucky man. I told her that I would go along with it. I've never had sex with Paul, but I thought it would be kind of neat. Paul is kind of sly, the type of man you would expect to work in Las Vegas.

I've never really done anything like this. I've had a three way before, but never had sex with this many people at one time. The idea of having sex with this many people at once was a real turn on for me. I know that some of Sarah's friends are pretty hot. She knows a lot of girls that go to the local college. I've seen many of her friends and they are something else. I've fingered myself thinking about one of her friends. She is a hot black chick with curves that you wouldn't believe. She has a rack on her that bounces every time she walks. I've always wanted to feel her up, but I don't know if she's into chicks or not. It can be quite difficult telling if a woman is into other women. The lesbos are easy, it's the bisexual chicks that are hard to tell apart. I've been with a few women that you wouldn't even have thought was into other women.

I went to the store to get myself a new sexy dress. I wanted something that looked hot and sexy. I'm that way when it comes to sexual stuff like this. I know that it might sound stupid to some people, but I love sex. I love making it special. Even though sex with this many people is far from being special. It is more like being full of lust. I've always wanted to have sex with a whole bunch of girls. Just to see what it is like. I love the taste of pussy and I also love tasting other women's pussies to see what they taste like. Every woman has a different taste to her. Some may only taste slightly different than others, but that's what makes pussy eating fun. I love eating a pussy that has a real musky scent. I get so horny smelling a woman with a musky scent, that I have to play with myself as I eat her pussy.

I found this little sexy dress that shows off my tits. Some guys say that the best part of me is my tits. I don't know about that, but I do think I have a nice chest. My tits are natural and they have great shape. I love playing with my tits as I finger my pussy. I don't do that all too much, but I do when I'm so horny that I can't take it. I knew right away that I wasn't going to be wearing any bra or panties under this dress. I didn't want to have to go through a lot of work getting naked. I'm the type of person who likes to get in the action when the mood strikes. Sometimes I don't wear panties anyway. I usually wear a bra though. I don't want to be forty years old and have tits that sag to my knees. I've known a few women like that. It's not a pretty sight.

The night before all of this was to go down, I could hardly sleep. It was all that I could do to lay still in my bed. That's how excited I was. I thought about calling up one of my friends to see if she had any sleeping pills. She is a pill popper and always has some kind of pills on hand. I was afraid that if I called her on the phone, I would end up waking her up. The last thing I needed was to have her bitching at me because I got her out of bed. I usually don't pop pills, but I do take sleeping pills if I'm having a hard time falling asleep. I know that I probably shouldn't, but sometimes I can't sleep. Especially when I know I'm about to have a kick ass time like I was the next day. There was no doubt in my mind that this was a sexual experience that I was never going to forget.

The day had finally came. I think I got a total of three hours sleep. I got up out of bed and played around on the computer for awhile. I wasn't about to just lay there all night and not do anything. I heard a doctor on television say that is the worst thing you can do when you can't sleep. He said that you should get up and do something. Well, the only thing I felt like doing was playing with myself. I was thinking too much about the wild and crazy sex that we were going to be having. The problem was, my vibrator's batteries were dead. It couldn't have happened on a night that I was more horny. I wasn't in the mood to use my finger. I needed something long and thick like a cock.

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I went out with some of my friends to go shopping. We had a girls day out, it was just us girls. We didn't take no one else with us. We went to the mall and looked around. I got a new CD, but that is all that I got. I still haven't listened to my new CD. I don't even know why I bought it, I guess I bought it just to be buying something. You know how good it makes you feel to buy something from time to time. To spend money on something that you have been wanting, or at least think you have been wanting.

After shopping, we went to a fast food restaurant. I'll tell you the name of it, but you will never recognize it. It's a place called Burgers and Fries. I have traveled all over the country and I've never seen another one of these places. As you can guess, they sell burgers and fries. Every now and then I like a good cheese burger and an order of fries. All of their food is good, but the milk shakes are the best. I love their chocolate milk shakes, though I never drink them while I'm eating. I drink the milk shake as a desert, after I am done with my meal. Actually, I eat most of it with a spoon. After it melts I drink it with a straw. Some people think that is silly, it makes perfect sense to me.

We sat around and ate for awhile. There were a total of three of us, so we had plenty to talk about. You know how us girls are when you get us alone. All we do is talk and talk some more. Everyone had something to bitch about, either their job or men in their lives. The strange thing is, we are all single. No men in our lives, though sometimes we go bar hoping and pick up men. Usually those relationships don't last.

I have to admit a little secret, this will probably blow your mind. All three of us are bisexual and we have sex with each other. We don't do it often, only when we are in the mood for it. Usually it isn't all three of us at once, but just two of us go at it. Most of the time we all can't get together at the same time. But, every now and then it does happen and we have great sex. All three of us have sex together, wouldn't men love to watch that on tape! I teased the other girls about taping us have sex, but they all were against it. I don't know if I would really do it, but it might be fun.

Before we went back to my place, we went to a shoe store. I wanted to get some new high heels. I got this hot short skirt a few weeks ago and I have no shoes to go with it. At least that was the excuse that I made so I could get a new pair of shoes. Shoes are so addictive, I wish I didn't have to wear them. I could go shopping for shoes every day of the week. I don't know why, but that is how I am.

When we got back to my place, we just sat around. I knew that it was a bad idea to come here, but I didn't know where else to go. I had spent too much money as it was, so I didn't have any more to spend. Kelly acted like she wanted to go see a movie, but I told her I didn't have the money. I would have went if she could have bought my ticket. I didn't ask, I hate asking people to buy stuff for me. Kelly is a grown woman, she can go to the movies if she wants to. Nothing is holding her back.

I suggested that we go down to the bar. We all know this hot bartender that works down there. This guy is so fucking hot, we all fight about who will get to take him out on a date. None of us has had the chance to do so, but I suspect one of these days we will. They all said they would like to go, so I drove down there. Chuck, the bartender, will give us all the free soda pop we can drink. He won't give us any booze unless we pay for it. But, that is fine with me, I don't have the money for booze. I don't like to drink anyway, I think it's kind of stupid. Why would I want to get drunk and act like a fool? Though, I do like watching drunk people make fools out of themselves.

“I'll take three colas with ice,” I told Chuck as I sat down at the counter.

“Hi, it's nice to see you ladies,” Chuck said as he got us our drinks.

I used to feel bad for taking the free drinks Chuck offered. But, he said not to worry about it. His boss said that he could give pretty girls all the soda pop they wanted. The boss said it was good for business to have pretty girls in the bar. I don't think of myself as being pretty, but I do think Kelly and Jackie are pretty. That is probably just a self esteem issue though.

“How are you ladies this evening?” Chuck asked.

How was I doing? Not too bad since I just got to see him bend over. That nice ass of his will put a smile on any woman's face. Not to sound too dirty, but this guy is really fucking hot. I don't know how women can keep their hands off of him. I know one thing for sure, if given the chance I would fuck his brains loose.

“I'm doing okay,” I said as I took a sip of my drink.

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“Do you ever get horny?” Steve asked.

“What do you mean?” I asked confused.

“You know, just out of the blue get horny.” Steve replied.

“Sometimes, why do you ask?” I asked.

“I'm really horny right now.” Steve said as he stopped the car at a red light.

“Have you ever got a blow job while driving?” I asked.

“No, I have never done that.” Steve said as he pushed the gas pedal down.

I have known Steve for about six months. We are dating, if you can call it that. It isn't anything serious, we aren't going to get married or anything like that.

“Would you like a blow job?” I said putting my hand on his knee.

“Sure, but if I wreck, it is your fault.” Steve laughed.

“If you don't think you can drive, just pull over some place.” I said as I un-zipped his pants.

I un-zipped his pants and pulled his cock through the whole in his underwear. You know the one, the one right in the middle of the crotch. His penis was semi hard. It didn't take long before it was rock hard.

“Oh shit, I don't know about this.” Steve said as I put my lips around his cock.

I could taste stale sweat on his cock. It tasted salty and kind of stunk. He must have been working out today or did something to make him sweat.

“Your cock tastes like sweat.” I said as I went down on him.

“Well, that's what happens when you work all day long in a factory.” He said chuckling.

“You know I don't like it when you don't take a shower after work.” I raised up and said.

“Honey, you picked me up from work. This is your car.” Steve said.

I forgot that I picked him up when he got off of work. That is why his dick cock tasted so sweaty. I felt stupid for even bringing it up.

I went all the way down on his cock. I didn't tease any, I went straight to please mode. I sucked his cock as if I was sucking peas through a straw. I did it slowly and very passionately. If there is one thing I love, it is sucking cock.

“Are you driving okay?” I asked.

“Well, most of the time we have been at a red light. So, I don't know how well I will drive.” Steve said while pushing my mouth on his cock.

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My friend Tabitha and I are whores. I know what you may be thinking, but I don't care. I could care less what you think about it. After all, I'm sure some of you have been to whores as well. We get all kinds of clients from all over the world. You wouldn't believe how busy our days are. The trick to our success is, we only work in pairs. If a customer wants one of us, they have to get both of us. Most men really like the idea of being with two women. I haven't heard any complaints yet about it.

Eric, a customer of ours called me up on my cell phone. He asked if we could swing by where he works. Him and his friend Jim wanted a little action. I told him that we could be there in an hour. Eric said that would be fine and said to just walk in, the garage door would be open. Eric is one of our best customers. He will call us up at least once per week. Him and Jim chip in together to get our services. I really don't care, as long as we get our money. I don't know why Eric calls us though. Even Jim for that matter. They are both good looking guys with good jobs. I'm sure they could find women that would put out when they asked. Tabitha said that they might be boyfriends. You know, bisexual. They both like women, but they like men even more. That kind of makes sense to me. I have caught Eric looking at Jim while he fucked me before. But, I can't imagine that two handsome men like that would be like that. You never know though, nothing surprises me these days.

Tabitha said that she wanted to pick up something to eat before we went over to the garage. I asked her what she wanted to do and she said that she wanted to go out for a burger. I was hoping that she would go back to her house and cook us something. I'm not much of a cook myself. I can boil water without many problems, but that is about it. You can't eat hot water! Though, it is good for scrubbing the floor when it is really dirty. We got burgers and sat in the car and ate them. Tabitha said that her burger tasted like it was over cooked. Mine tasted fine, but they did put a lot of mayo on it. I don't understand why these places load the sandwiches up with mayo. I don't mind a little bit, but I don't want so much on the sandwich that it drips out of the sides.

We finished our burgers and I went over to the gas station to get some mints. I never thought to ask them to not put onions on my sandwich. I ate a few mints and Tabitha said she couldn't smell onions on my breath. It isn't a long drive over to the garage. It only takes about ten minutes, depending on traffic. We have some customers that are about an hour or so drive away. We make them pay extra if we have to drive over to their place. They don't mind, in fact we service one older guy who says that we are the only whores that he gets. He says that one of these days his ticker will go out on him because we are way too good in bed. I don't know about that, but any old man who can handle two women is something else. Most old guys that I know wouldn't be able to get it up for five minutes, let alone last as long as this guy can. Tabitha thinks he might use Viagra, but I don't know about that. I would be pretty surprised if he did.

As soon as we go there, Jim and Eric came out. They were looking good as they normally do. I really don't know what to make of them being bisexual or not. Sometimes I think they might be. I mean, they are two really good looking men that take care of themselves. I've never known a straight man to take care of themselves the way that they do. Jim told me that I would be his piece of ass tonight. I batted my eye lashes and told him that I would be his piece of ass any night that he asked me to be. Jim got a kick out of that. Tabitha walked up to Eric and felt up his cock. Eric smiled at her and I thought that Jim was watching her like a hawk. Maybe I was reading into it more than I should have. I don't know.

I got on my knees and started sucking on Jim's cock. All Jim could do was look down at me and smile. There wasn't much else that he could do. I'd like to think that I can suck a cock the way a man likes it. I've sucked so many cocks, that I can't even keep them all straight. I used to keep track how many different customers that we used to have, but I don't any more. Some come and go so fast that you forget their name. I think I counted up about two hundred men that we have had sex with in the past. That number might be a little low.

“You do your best work on your knees,” Jim said looking down at me.

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“I'll take a pack of Camel cigarettes.” I told the clerk.

“Would you like soft pack or box?” The clerk asked.

“I'll take them in a box please.” I replied.

“That will be three dollars even.” He said while punching buttons on the cash register.

I laid three dollars down and walked away.

“Thank you ma'm.” The clerk said as he took my money off of the counter.

I lit a cigarette and blew the smoke out of my nostrils. I hadn't had a cigarette in a few hours. My hand shook from withdraw. The smoke felt harsh going into my lungs, but it tasted good. It tasted good because I knew it was going to calm my nerves.

I took a few more drags off of my cigarette. About half way through the cigarette, my nerves calmed down. Isn't it strange how needing a cigarette wrecks your nerves? I haven't been able to figure that one out.

“Another fucking lonely Saturday.” I said out loud as I threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

I lit another cigarette and felt guilty. I felt guilty because I was chain smoking. I can remember when my grandpa used to chain smoke Lucky Strikes. All he would do is smoke cigarettes. He even smoked while he ate. I guess I lit another one because I was full of self pity. I didn't want to spend the weekend alone again.

I sat down on the curb near the side of the store. I know the guy who owns the place, so I wasn't worried about having the cops called on me. He has been a family friend for years. When I was growing up, everyone would hang out at the store. Sometimes the owner would even give us free candy. That used to make our days.

“Hey Cindy.” A voice said from a distance.

I couldn't tell who it was or where it was coming from. It sounded so far away, I assumed they were talking to someone else.

“Cindy, over here.” I heard.

I looked over and he said. “It's me Mark.”.

I hadn't seen Mark in ages. We grew up together and he moved off to go to some fancy college. It always seems to end up that way. No one ever stays in this town, unless they get married when they are young.

“Mark, is that you?” I shouted while running up to his car.

“The one and only.” He said.

“How long has it been?” I asked.

“I don't know. Five years maybe?” Mark said after pausing to think.

I always had a crush on Mark. He is cute, in a nerdy way. I like the strange geeky kind of guys.

“What are you doing tonight?” Mark asked.

“Nothing.” I replied after taking a puff off of my cigarette.

“Would you like to go to the drive in and get something to eat?” Mark asked.

“I'd love to!” I said.

“Get in.” Mark said right before he unlocked the passenger side door.

“This town never changes. It is just the way it was five years ago.” Mark said as he pulled out of the parking lot.

“You know it. Everyone is gone but me.” I joked.

“It seems that way. All of my high school buddies have left. I was surprised to see you here.” Mark said.

Mark put on his turn signal and drove out of the parking lot. I wasn't sure where he was going. The drive in is on the other side of town.

“Fuck! I think I made a wrong turn.” Mark said as he pounded his fist on the steering wheel.

“Yeah, but if you take a left at the light, we can get there. Then you need to go straight for about a mile and take another left on Main Street.” I said using my finger to show him what I meant.

“You look better than ever.” Mark said as he looked me over.

“I lost a lot of weight. I used to be pretty chubby in school.” I said.

“You lost weight, but you didn't loose those nice tits of yours.” Mark said.

What?” I asked shocked.

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Here is a story that all of you girls out there will be able to relate too. I have been married to my husband Stan for the past ten years. He is a great man. Well, most of the time he is. He has had the same job for fifteen years and all that jazz. You know how good men are, they like to keep the same job and they make sure the gas tank is always filled in the car.

We have been trying to have a baby for the past few years. I have wanted a family since I was a little girl. I'm sure you know how it is, you play with dolls and you dream one day you will have a real baby. But, it has never happened. I am almost to the point where I am sick of trying.

Sex isn't what it used to be. Actually, we don't have sex very often these days. We might have it if Stan watches some porn or something, but that is about it. We started going to a marriage therapist. Her name is Dr. Phonic. I have never heard of such a strange last name. Stan didn't want to go, but I said that we should go. I want to have a normal sex life.

Well, to make this story short… We talked to Dr. Phonic and he said the reason why he doesn't want to have sex with me anymore is, he feels that it is too clinical. The doctors told us all of these methods we should try to get pregnant. We were to do it at certain times of the day. We were to do it in certain positions. Stan said all of this made him feel like his was doing a medical procedure and not having sex.

I guess I can understand what he is talking about. I don't feel that way, because I didn't allow myself to feel that way. I never looked at it as being a medical procedure, but an act of love between the two of us. Just because we were trying to have a baby, doesn't mean there isn't any love involved. I guess Stan got so wrapped up in the positions and all of that, that he forgot why we were doing it.

I've never felt that my marriage was in jeopardy. I never felt like Stan stopped loving me. I need to be loved just like any other woman out there. I have needs, I have desires that need to be met. I want Stan to do these things for me. The problem as you know, Stan stopped doing it. It really did a number on me. I went through all of the normal stuff that women go through. I thought maybe he was cheating on me, or maybe he stopped finding me attractive. But, now I know it is none of those things.

The Dr. Phonic suggested that we have a romantic dinner. I thought it was a great idea. Stan on the other hand, didn't think it was such a great idea. It seems like every chance we get to be close to each other, we tries to sneak out of it. But, I had a plan.

I knew that if I could get him to the beach, he would go for a romantic dinner. Not because he wanted to be around me, but because he wanted to see all of the hot women in their skimpy swimsuits. Yes, I do get jealous when he looks at these women. But, I had to do something. Sometimes you have to tempt the animal so it can fall into your trap.

I cooked up a great meal. I fried some chicken, I made some of my famous pasta salad. When I make pasta salad I just cook the noodles, throw in some cubed chicken breast, some veggies, and top it all off with some Italian salad dressing. It is so easy to prepare and Stan loves it. I made some baked beans and I also baked a pie. I made sure that it was apple pie, Stan's favorite.

I knew there was no way he could refuse this meal. Everything was his favorites. Put that on top of the hot babes and there was no way he could refuse. I know my Stan very well.

Stan agreed to go to the beach and we went. I made sure that we were right in the view of some really hot babes. I'm not into women, but I know when kind of a woman men like to look at. They like women with nice big tits and round plump asses. Let me tell you, there were plenty of women who fit that kind of bill at the beach. I did feel a little on the jealous side, but I just kept telling myself this was for us.

“I haven't seen a rack that nice in years.” Stan said while eating a chicken leg.

“I knew you would be looking at them right away.” I said.

“You know me, I love seeing women on the beach.” Stan said with his mouthful.

Yes I did know. That is why I brought him to the beach. I wasn't going to tell him that though. I knew that if I did, he would feel like I was trying to manipulate him or something.

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